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Chapter 390 Agreed

Zhang Yu laughed at Lao Wei's teasing.

The main reason is that Brother Wei is right. Apart from going to Brother Wei's house every year, I really don't make many phone calls.

"Why, now that you have figured it out, are you allowed to start a cultural troupe or a folk art troupe?"

Lao Wei's only thought was to ask Zhang Yu to feed the folk performers.

But this time Lao Wei got it wrong, Zhang Yu didn't mean it at all.

Zhang Yu felt that if there was enough time to set up a folk art troupe, it would be better to directly invite those folk performers to perform in the factory.

The factory manages three meals a day, and you get paid for each performance.

Zhang Yu is never stingy with money and tickets. Every time the folk performers come, Zhang Yu will give them a big red envelope.

This red envelope is equivalent to their monthly income from the art troupe.

Besides, with the folk art troupe, will we only be able to watch the folk art troupe during New Years and holidays in the future?

The reason why Zhang Yu doesn't run a folk art troupe is for convenience and freedom.

During the holidays, the factory wants to watch movies, see cross talk, and sing with singers. We are free to choose!

There is no need to form a folk art troupe.

Besides, those folk actors whom Zhang Yu is interested in have formal jobs now, so they can’t come!

"Brother Wei, what a joke. If I wanted to organize a folk art troupe, I would have built it a long time ago. I don't need you to keep nagging about it, Brother Wei."

"Zhang Yu, I didn't say that!"

"This idea of ​​yours is outrageous. Think about it, a machinery factory as big as yours has so many branches."

"Think about it, how many folk performers you can support!"

"Besides, these folk performers don't live for free. At worst, you can arrange for them to go out to perform."

Hearing these words gave Zhang Yu a headache.

Before the two of them met, Brother Wei took advantage of this little time to talk to him about these things.

Zhang Yu couldn't be bothered by this matter. After all, Brother Wei wasn't doing it for himself. He just wanted to help those folk performers find a secure job.

However, it's not like Zhang Yu didn't give those idle folk performers a bite to eat.

Zhang Yu often invites them to various branches and offices to perform condolence performances.

Moreover, Zhang Yu always pays the money for each performance. In addition to these, there are also generous red envelopes to be received.

Every quarter, Zhang Yu will give this folk actor a red envelope.

Calculated in this way, these people will perform condolence performances outside for more than 20 days in a month.

In less than 20 days, they can earn as much as an ordinary fifth-level worker for a month, and the factory also provides them with food and accommodation.

Coupled with the red envelopes, these idle folk performers are much better off than their counterparts in folk troupes.

As for why they are not given the wages and benefits of eighth-level workers, the main reason is that the abilities of these actors who have not joined the performing arts troupe are there.

Those capable actors have long been recruited by the art troupe.

Zhang Yu is also the taller one among the short guys. Only those performers with some ability can get the salary of a fifth-level worker.

Others are ordinary, with at most second- and third-level treatment.

That's more comfortable than being in a cultural and art troupe.

This kind of treatment makes the actors in the folk art troupe extremely envious.

If those folk art troupes hadn't let them go, they would have followed Zhang Yu long ago.

"Brother Wei, please, can you not talk about this?"

"Besides, it's not like we haven't given those folk artists food."

"The way we operate can completely allow them to support their families."

"I heard you say that I have a heart of iron."

"If you say that, I can tell them to get out now."

How can this be done? It’s hard to find a safe job for those idle folk arts practitioners. If there is a breakup, those folk arts practitioners must not curse him to death!

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, okay, let's do it your way."

Old Wei knew that Zhang Yu was trying to scare him, but he did not dare to accept this joke.

Hearing Brother Wei beg for mercy, Zhang Yu smiled proudly.

I wanted to make you, old Wei, nagging you, but you should stop nagging me now.

"Well, since that's not what you're calling about, what business do you have with me?"

"Hey, this is not because I have a restaurant to open. I'm going to invite those babies from your art troupe to put on a small performance on the opening day of the restaurant."

"Don't say I didn't give them a chance. For those who are high-level, I will give them the same treatment as an eighth-level worker that day, and I will also give them a red envelope."

"Let me tell you those arrogant guys in the group, there will be many leaders coming on the opening day, so don't be stupid then."

"And Brother Wei, please stop by for a casual meal. I hired a high-level chef. Brother Wei must give it a try. I'm sure you'll want to eat it once and want it a second time."

Lao Wei usually doesn't have many hobbies. Apart from literature and art, he also likes to eat.

Zhang Yu used this matter to seduce him, how could Old Wei recognize it?

"This is what you said. If it doesn't taste good then, Brother Wei won't give you face."

When it comes to other things, Zhang Yu may have to think hard. When it comes to chefs, Zhang Yu is really not afraid.

"Don't worry, brother can still trick you."

"I'm going to tell you the truth. The chef I hired often cooks for the senior leader of our industrial systems department in private."

"It's a chef specially named by the big leaders. How can you think his cooking skills are any worse?"

Although Lao Wei attended one or two state banquets, Si Zhu's craftsmanship was not much worse than those at those state banquets.

When Old Wei heard that Zhang Yu was so confident, the greed in his stomach was aroused.

"Okay, then brother will be waiting."

"One more thing, you don't have to worry about selecting people. Brother Wei will help you select people. They must all be elites."

With Brother Wei's words, Zhang Yu immediately felt relieved.

Although Brother Wei talks like an old lady, he is never vague when it comes to his work.

"Okay, then I'll trouble Brother Wei."

"It's not troublesome. Brother needs me. Brother is very pleased. So let's do it. Let's flirt with him, brother."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yu thought for a while and reviewed his recent work.

I carefully considered all aspects of the restaurant.

After confirming that there was no problem, Zhang Yu came to the laboratory building.

I want to see how the design drawing is going.

After all, Zhang Yu rarely writes since he came out of the bending beam car.

Zhang Yu handed over the drawing and design work to the following researchers.

As for Zhang Yu, he plays the role of guide. If there are any problems, Zhang Yu will point them out on the spot.

Then organize researchers to explain the problematic areas in detail.

Fortunately, this group of researchers all have very vivid minds, and many of them can draw inferences from one instance to another.

There were even some ideas, and Zhang Yu was a little surprised.

Zhang Yu is not stingy in his praise for researchers who have ideas.

Not only verbal praise, but also more practical expressions.

That's cash representation. After all, researchers are also human beings and they also need to eat, drink and relieve themselves.

Most researchers have families, and financial indicators will give them more recognition.


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